The red color all over their bodies did not come from the setting sun. There was a gash on Jun Luanjiu's shoulder, and the flesh was torn apart, and there were countless other minor injuries. Aoyan didn't get any advantage. The broken end of the gun barrel also left some scars on her body, and there were countless overlapping bruises under her clothes. The breaths of the two of them were all disordered, and they no longer paid attention to any routines. They just relied on perseverance and instinct, and with a sigh of relief, they gritted their teeth and used knives, sticks, fists, feet, and joints as weapons, and struck hard. On the opponent. If words are useless, then speak in an essential way until you lose consciousness or regain your sanity.
My vision was blurry, and my ears were buzzing.
Jun Luanjiu suddenly pulled away. Off the court, a personal guard beside the Queen left in a hurry, as if he had just reported something to her. The queen stood up and shouted loudly:
"stop!"
Jun Aoyan also felt something was wrong. A high-frequency sound that was definitely different from tinnitus was echoing everywhere, making people feel even more ominous. She stood up with the knife in hand and turned her straight eyes away from Jun Luanjiu. It was like some kind of alarm. What was it warning about?
"The Rakshasa is invading!" The queen jumped directly onto the stage and sternly ordered around, "Everyone, follow the patrolling guards and leave and go home. Unless evil enemies come to the door, fighting is strictly prohibited and no going out is allowed!"
Inexplicable fear spread instantly. The three people in the audience looked around. All the residents, whether they were human beings or monsters, had panic expressions on their faces. Their appearance was not as simple as hearing an enemy attack, but as if a natural disaster was coming, and there was some irresistible and powerful threat to wreak havoc on this place. The previous burst of joy and excitement changed in an instant, and the crowd was still noisy and frightened.
The city patrol guards each led groups of residents to file out. Although it looked like a chaotic situation, fortunately, it was orderly in the chaos. They ran towards the ring against the flow of people. The Queen also saw it and said to several people:
"Everyone is aware of the current situation. I also want to know the outcome of the game. It has been very hard for everyone to fight fiercely, but things have to be prioritized. The game will stop here. If you are willing to help, please come with us."
Jun Aoyan said nothing and staggered back to his companions. They were concerned about this sudden change, quickly discussed it, and proposed to the Queen to go with them.
Without going into details, the queen hurriedly called to her subordinates to bring the horses. The horses of the Wu Kingdom are also exceptionally tall, and their eyes do not look like those eating grass, but instead have a fierce look in their eyes. Their rough skin is covered with simple dyes, outlining simple and wild lines.
The queen jumped onto the horse with the most ostentatious painted patterns, and without even a moment's notice, she galloped off. Several people also got on their horses and joined Shura's cavalry, following closely behind her.
After running for a while, they recognized the direction of travel and couldn't help but become confused. Qi Huan clamped his horse's belly, took two steps forward, and asked loudly:
"Your Majesty, aren't there Rakshasa invaders? Why are we going to the inner city?"
The galloping cavalry roared with hooves and the wind howled. Whether the Queen heard his question or not, she did not answer. Qi Huan had no choice but to suppress his questions and return to the small group of friends. He glanced at them hurriedly on the bumpy horseback. Jun Aoyan obviously hadn't focused his attention here yet. Liu Shenghan and Shuangyue Jun both had thoughtful expressions, but what on earth were they thinking about? Can't guess either.
They rushed all the way, wrapped up in a group of tall cavalry, and could only vaguely see the surrounding scenery, making it difficult to distinguish them carefully. It wasn't until he passed through many high walls that Jun Aoyan raised his face, approached his companions and asked:
"Look at this place, isn't it the Temple of War?"
"Yeah, aren't you talking about Rakshasa? Why are you here!"
After running past the last wall, the Shuras spread out and seemed to be outflanking them. The Queen reined in her horse and jumped to the ground, looking at the white cornices of the Temple of War. She turned her head and happened to face Qi Huan who was dismounting from his horse, and said coldly to him:
"I just gave you face, but now that the matter has come to this, why don't you tell me where the missing person among you has gone?"
"That's right, where are the others?" Qi Huan was also surprised and turned to look at Liu Shenghan, "Didn't you say that he went to relieve himself..."
"Save your words. I didn't expose your people and come to mess up my temple. I don't want to make you look bad."
The Queen's eyebrows were stern, and as she spoke, she walked towards the palace door.
They hurriedly followed, still searching for something to say, but as they approached, a figure appeared in the hall.
If it’s not Bai Ya, then who is it?
At this time, he was almost unrecognizable. His hair was disheveled, and the headband was untied at some point. There were multiple scars all over his body, his clothes were full of tears, and there was blood on his face. He didn't know if it was his own or from something else. The usually stable aura was also chaotic, as if he had just crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood after a fierce battle.
He stood still at the door, his feet downcast, but his tone was solemn:
"You can't go in."
"Can't enter? This is our territory." The Queen glared at him. The Shura guards raised their weapons and surrounded him step by step.
"Your territory." Bai Ya gasped and sneered, "Yours? The land you plundered from the aboriginal people of the southern country becomes yours naturally? The Temple of War... is very strange. Where did the Rakshasa come from? ? Now you are the only ones here, the people of the capital, who have all been driven home after all, right? You don’t want them to know what you can’t see and what you shouldn’t see..." 135 Chinese
Before he could finish his words with disordered breath, his dark red hair was streaking like fire. Bang, the hook blade chopped into the intertwined yin and yang swords. Bai Ya's arm holding the knife trembled slightly. At this moment, he was not in peak condition, far from it. Even if he blocks in time, he doesn't know how to use brute force to give himself a slight chance of winning.
There was a harsh scrape between the weapons, and sparks burst out, reflecting the queen's dark, furious eyes. Bai Ya gritted his teeth and his hands became heavier and heavier.
A chill passed over me.
The queen forced out an angry growl from between her teeth. A knife - a scabbard, wrapped with ancient runes, stopped her hooked knife.
She raised her gaze, and what faced her was a face as cold as iron.
Lord Shuangyue didn't know when he stood in front of Bai Ya, and in his cold voice, his tone was as indifferent as snow, as if it were frozen thousands of miles away.
"Don't make things difficult for me, little friend. As I said, your opponent is me."
"..."
The king deliberately staggered the weapons, but he didn't know what the purpose was. When the hook knife hit the metal tassel of the Demon Sealing Blade, a small piece of golden fireworks splashed out.
"That's it for now, let's draw the sword." She probably said with a smile, "The battle with the Demon-Sealing Blade is within my expectation."
"Ah?" Mr. Shuangyue frowned slightly, "But it's not in my plan."
"You have no choice."
She slashed her sword to one side, and Bai Ya rolled over to dodge the fatal blow. The wall of stacked bones opened instantly, and huge cracks spread upward.
"Hey, I can't do it!"
One of the Queen's generals was anxious first. It seems that this war temple does have extraordinary significance to them. But at this moment, their king obviously didn't think so. In comparison, that is not something more valuable.
"Again, don't come in!"
Before Bai Ya's figure disappeared at the entrance of the War Temple, these were his last words. He should know that his words would always fall on deaf ears when thrown in front of this group of people. He should know that even if he was injured like this, these people would never sit idly by and watch. He probably didn't expect them to arrive at this moment. He thought it would take longer. When he came out to take refuge just now, he would put them in front of new dangers. So Bai Ya had to plunge back into the unknown bloody storm, and he had no choice.
"Did he underestimate our loyalty?"
Qi Huan was quite dissatisfied. Liu Shenghan winked at him, and he understood it in his mind and exhaled a series of small paper figures connected together. Liu Shenghan used his crystal-clear and beautiful pen to mark every paper figure that flew past his eyes. The paper people suddenly dispersed, flying all over the sky, at an incredible speed, both chaotic and orderly. A thin line of light was left behind each paper figure, as if the paper figures were needles and the light was thread, and they quickly woven into a huge web.
During this process, there were naturally countless guards who wanted to rush in, but Jun Aoyan would not give them a chance. The light net dissipated and melted into an invisible wall. Only when the miscellaneous fish on the left and right were blocked from this huge net did Ao Yan have room to breathe.
Her father—probably—Jun Luanjiu, just watched from a distance without interfering or stopping him.
There are six more of King Shura's confidants. One of the big men with a red beard punched the solid barrier, but naturally there was no reaction. The remaining guards were punching and kicking, but they couldn't break through even with weapons. From the spacious inside, the guards with snarling teeth and claws in front of them looked a bit scary. Qi Huan crossed his arms, satisfied with the barrier they had set up together.
At this time, a monster among the generals came to the barrier. She must be a woman, but her body is so strong that the deformed muscles make it difficult to identify her. If it weren't for the small pair of animal ears of unknown species, she could easily be mistaken for Shura. She didn't hit the barrier hard, but put her palm on it and poured the demonic power into it. Qi Huan's expression changed, he glanced at Liu Shenghan, and they both took two steps back at the same time. The barrier that the monster touched suddenly became softer. She opened it with force and walked in like tearing a thin film. Although the barrier immediately closed behind her like a curtain, other generals also broke through the barrier one after another. The demonic power seemed to have softened it and enhanced its toughness. But for other ordinary Shura, it is still not easy to walk through this barrier. They are still struggling anxiously on the opposite side of the transparent wall.
"Go quickly..."
Liu Shenghan said it was not good, so he headed towards the God of War. Qi Huan knew that they had no choice but to take refuge inside the temple. Anyway, they planned to help Bai Ya from the beginning. Aoyan glanced at Jun Luanjiu one last time before going in. He stood at a distance, indifferent. Maybe he knew that as a human being, he couldn't break through the barrier just like those ordinary guards, so he simply didn't try. Who knows, Jun Aoyan no longer intends to think about it. No matter who he was back then or what choices he made, it has nothing to do with who he is now.
There were some blood stains on the ground in the hall, but it was not a mess. Some of the statues were slightly damaged, but the Queen, Bai Ya, and Lord Shuang Yue were not here. They should have headed towards the depths of the temple from the beginning. There was no sound of fighting, maybe they were far away.
Without giving them much time to react, the queen's men walked into the temple one after another. If they faced off at this moment, three against five, they wouldn't have much chance of winning. Just the one-on-one situation in the ring was enough for them to drink a cup of wine.
"Fight, or..."
Aoyan held her weapon and whispered. The three people faced the approaching enemy and slowly retreated.
"Only fools fight! After all, it's two against one inside. It's such a simple arithmetic problem!"
